Guardian Of Halloween
Pitch Black is the boogie man, striking fear into children was what he did. The Guardians bring joy to children, and are a bit uneasy when they meet The Sprit of Halloween. They think Pitch has a new friend and old fears surface.
Chapter One: Jack meets Halloween
300 Years Ago
Jack looked around at the homes in the small village, curious and confused as to what he was seeing.
Pumpkins outside every front door in the village, with scary faces carved into them, lit up inside by a candle to light as the thick clouds covered the moon. The lit pumpkins even had sweets right next to them as it seemed everyone was shut in their homes for the night.
"What's going on here? What are these?" Jack asked as he looked further into the village, seeing more lit and carved pumpkins with scary fazes. It Jack didn't know better he would have thought they were monsters, but none of them moved as they guarded the sweets.
"Hm?" Jack then heard the sound of the autumn leaves being crushed beneath someone's feet, he could see someone short covered by an off white sheet walking around.
Jack watched it approach one of the sweets that had been left out; hesitating as they slowly came up to it. The sheet was then flipped over to revile a rather dirty and ill kept little boy no older than 8 years; this was obviously an orphan of the village.
"What is he doing?" Jack asked, getting a bad feeling as the kid took a sweet... and dove back under the cover of his sheet before moving on to another bowl of sweets left out. Jack watched the child as he did this again at other house, but it still confused the winter spirit.
"Why did they just leave all these out?" Jack asked, only to hear a horse galloping in the distance, right outside the village. He head the little boy gasp underneath his sheet and try to runaway as something came into view.
A skeletal horse galloping down the dirt streets swiftly passing all the homes, but as it passed the one seemingly harmless Pumpkins, it started to stand up... growing limbs and following the skeletal horse, when Jack looked more, he could see a rider on its back dressed black as night clothing being illuminated by the glow of the now living pumpkins.
"T-the Headless Horsemen..." Jack hard the kid whimper before trying to runaway only to trip on the sheet and fall to the ground, as well as the other sweets he carried, the boy struggled to get up but only fall as he was tangled in the sheet he one wore.
With the Horse and rider coming closer and closer, Jack could see as the clouds parted to back the land in the soft glow of the moon... the headless rider on the skeletal steed, only the rider's head seemed to be another pumpkin carved with a terrifying face carved into it, flames burring brightly inside.
Jack heard the boy scream for help, but no one came to his aid, locked away in their homes... seemingly safe for the evils outside. The horseman was getting closer and didn't seem to be stopping.
"Looks like it's up to me. Let's go Pumpkin head." Jack muttered as he glared at the approaching entity only to be startled by the boy's scream of terror behind him. Jack then witnessed the other Pumpkins come to life, one having wrapped it's new limbs around the body, incasing him in its ivy like limbs as he struggled when he was pick up off the ground, and then the pumpkin's mouth opened wide as the Kid was raised over its head… like it was going to eat him.
"NO!" Jack cried out as he leaped at the creature only to be stopped by the bony hooves of the nightmarish horse almost coming down on him as it reared when the reins where pulled back into a halt, the rider dressed in black said only one word but it was dark and held a tune of authority in that one word.
"Halt." Was all it said as Jack glared at him, but its pumpkin head looked down at the pumpkin monster with the boy, and the Pumpkin monster's mouth went back to normal and set the boy down as the rider slipped off his horse and stood before the pale and shaking child.
"Hey Pumpkin head what do you think your- Agh!?" Jack was asking as he came closer only to almost get his head bitten off by the skeleton horse, but was ignored by its rider who looked at the child as the pumpkin monster retracted it's vines.
The boy was staring into the eyes of makeshift head with fear before its voice came out again.
"Trick... Or... Treat...?"
It asked in a low voice, but it sounded... nicer?
The orphan could only look up at it in confusion clear on his face.
Jack was also confused as he tightened his hold on his staff before another voice rang into the quiet darkness.
"He's asking if you want to see a Trick or if you want a treat." Came a little girl's voice form behind Jack to turned around in surprise, only to be more surprised at seeing a little girl, about 6 years old, dressed in black with an off white apron and a broom in her hands that was as tall as her holding the arm vine of a carved Pumpkin with a happy face on it standing with her. The boy looked at the girl in shock and fear before looking up at the pumpkin headed rider before speaking.
"T-t-trick?" he said unsurely to the strange entity who then pulled its head off, nothing under it as the boy let out a silent scream in horror and the girl a happy giggle as Jack looked at her confused by what he was seeing, and not able to do anything with the dead horse blocking him.
However that was not the end of the trick as the Pumpkin head was presented to the boy whom was frozen in fear as it then grew legs and arms, and the pumpkin that hand caught it let go as the other picked up his dropped sheet, ripping it in two places before dropping it back over the boy, having created eye holes for him.
"T-thank you?" the boy said confused and relived as the rider then held out his hand, offering the boy... a bag.
"It's to carry all the treats left out, but leave some for the monsters or they'll be sad." The little girl told him with a giggle as she had a similar bag only with treats already in it. The Boy took the bag from the ridden before the former head took him to the other houses.
"What is this? What are you doing?" Jack asked the headless rider who mounted its horse again before Jack sighed. "So you can't see me either?" he said dejectedly as he floated into the air before he got a response.
"Actually I can see and hear you, Jack Frost." Came the voice from before, as Jack looked at the rider again, only to see a new pumpkin head on its shoulders, with another scary face carved into it, but Jack only noticed the breath of fire that came out of its mouth.
"WOAH!" Jack cried out in surprise and shock as seeing flames some at him, then at the chuckle that followed.
"Who are you?" Jack asked as he narrowed his eyes at the pumpkin head as the horse started to move, following the two children, and nipping at the Pumpkin vines once in a while as they moved, Jack followed.
"I am the Guardian of The Fall Festival, Halloween." The rider told him, Making Jack scoff and roll his eyes as his body relaxed.
"Oh. So your one of them are you? You don't seem like it." Jack told it floating along as he watched the kids go up to the pumpkin's and ask for tricks or treats, either way the Pumpkin's tricks where amusing and the kids got treats anyway. Trying to take a treat form one of the Pumpkins he was startled when it turned protective of its horde and spewed flames at him.
"WHOA!?" Jack cried out in shock as he bumped the Guardian who chuckled at him.
"You got to say Trick or Treat, then pick which one you want." The Guardian told the winter spirit who looked at him with disbelief but went with it. "All right you're the boss. Trick or Treat. Give me a treat." Jack asked and the pumpkin offered him one of the sweets from its horde with a smile. Jack took it with a smile before eating it… and the taste of salt hit his tongue.
"AGH! This... Is..." Jack gagged on the sour treat as the rider let out a chuckle before snapping his fingers, and then the pumpkin ate its hoard, making the flame inside it blaze and turn blue and green before it turned back into a carved pumpkin, its light put out.
"Was that? Salt?" he asked before he was offered a canteen from the Guardian. "Yes, a rather nasty trick, but harmless. Interested in the real tricks and treats?" The rider asked him, looking at the frost Guardian who chuckled, offering back the canteen. "Sure, sounds fun." Jack mused and followed the Pumkinheaded rider.
This is a bit early or late however you see it. Just some stuff that was in my head.